Drinking blood was as euphoric as having sex. All blood tastes very different. Some blood is sweeter than others. Virginal blood is the tastiest. Stanley wondered if Iris was a virgin. She kind of looked like one. She was pretty but very awkward which could mean she was a virgin. Stanley would find out when he took her to bed.

Stanley spent hours talking to Iris. She felt comfortable with him. Stanley sat on the same side of the booth and whispered sweet things in her ear. He moved her face towards him and kissed her softly on her lips. He pushed his tongue into her throat and that’s when...